Kissing John Watson was literally the last thing I expected myself to do today. Our kiss was slow and passionate and the special feeling I got earlier came back. We broke for air but our bodies begged for more. John started leaving small kisses down my neck with his warm breath making me shiver. He started to lift my shirt over my head and then his. He pushes me back softly and gets on top of me and starts to grind on me making me moan in the midst of my shaky breaths. He sits up, still on me and unbuckles his pants and I look down to see both of our dicks hard "Have you done guys before?" I ask a bit nervous. "No, you?" I shook my head. "I won't hurt you." I nodded. He stopped moving and looked at me worried. "I won't do this if your not ready." I shook my head no, what does he think I was? Scared? Me? Sherlock? Sherlock Holmes? Scared? Of course not! Never! "No I'm fine..." I said in between breaths. "Don't lie to me Sherlock, your hands are shaking." He was right, they were. But after everything I still feel as if I'm ready. "I trust you." I said confirming. He leans down to kiss me again while slowly pulling down my pants.

He'll use you.

This is all he wants you for.

Once this is over, he won't talk to you again.

Its all your worth to him

I can't help it. The voices have never been wrong before. I push john off of me and quickly put my pants back on. "Sh-sherlock?" He says confused looking at me from the bed. "I can't do this..." I put on my trench coat as fast as possible and I run out of the apartment hearing him scream my name from the distance. I hear a buzz from my pocket and pull out my phone.

WTF? -JW

I'm probably 7 blocks away by now. I hadn't even noticed I was crying until I started to feel warmth defrosting my numb face. I feel another buzz and look down at my phone again.

You tell me you want me, then you ditch me? -JW

I'm really sorry...
I just
I didn't know what I was ready for -SH

Well at least come home
Its freezing
And your only in pants and a trench coat -JW

I couldn't though. When I come back home there lies embarrassment and shame. Some people say running away from your problems at all but I'm pretty far from it by now. Everything starts to replay in my head. It wont stop. The look of johns face and the way i run out. The fact that he is probably worried like hell right about now. All of a sudden I start to stumble. The world starts to spin and I feel dizzy. I hit my head on a wall and I fall to the ground and get knocked unconscious.

Sherlock?

Are you there?

Is everything all right?

Answer me. -JW